Come on, Harry!
The Ballad of Harry and Freddy
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A CHESS HOEDOWN!
When the game is gone and Freddy's down, you can find him at any bar in town. That's our Freddy, he's paid his dues. Free Booze, Free Blues, he's got no shoes!
Harry and Freddy together took a trip. Down the long board, they tried not to slip. They got to the end, turned around and said, "Let's do it again". But nobody really give's a frick!
There once was a couple of pawns who hung on to their virginity For 6 years they marched down the road fending off attacks arm in arm. For the're efforts they were rewarded by becoming Queen For The Day. I know its not much, but that's not bad for this here vacinity.
Here's a story bout a lady who's named was Freddie. She was bringing up three pawns all her own. All of them were pure white with lovely curls all their own. And here's a story of a pawn named Harry, who was busy with 3 pawns of his own. They were moving up the board all together, yet they were all alone.
Till the one move when Harry met Freddie And they knew it was much more than "en passing". So this group must play it out to the end game. Cause that's the way we all became CHESS.COMmmm CHESS.COMmmm, CHESS.COMmmmm, That's the wayyyy we allll became CHESS.COMMmmmm
R.IP. Harry
RIP
Jul 30, 2020
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There was another famous Harry, made famous by another great Bard.
Speech: “Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more”
(from Henry V, spoken by King Henry)
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'
As a big Simon Williams fan, I wrote a rough draft for a song called "The Ballad of Harry and Freddy" based on the lives of Harry the h pawn and Freddy the f pawn. It is sung in the style of an Irish drinking song. Please feel free to include your own verses.
"The Ballad of Harry and Freddy"
Well, Harry and Freddy were a couple of young lads
that started their lives out as pawns.
They sat by their King and cared not for a thing
while the chess match continued on.
Ohhh diddlee dee dah-dah dee do. Daaaaah daaaah dee dah-dah dee-dee doh.
Harry moved first. He marched right up the board,
while Freddy waited in silence.
Freddy couldn't move first. That would be the worst.
Freddys job is to protect his Highness(the King)
Ohhh diddlee dee dah-dah dee do. Daaaaah daaaah dee dah-dah dee-dee doh.
and then Harry attacked his opponents kingside
and Freddy continued waiting.
Then Harry died after g takes h5
however rook takes h5 is close to mating.
Ohhh diddlee dee dah-dah dee do. Daaaaah daaaah dee dah-dah dee-dee doh.
After Harry had gone, Freddy knew what to do.
The pathway was clear before him.
He would avenge his friend, and win in the end.
The chances of losing were very slim.
Ohhh diddlee dee dah-dah dee do. Daaaaah daaaah dee dah-dah dee-dee doh.
At the end of the game, Freddy had marched
way up to the enemy Kings section.
and began to celebrate as his Queen delivered mate,
while he remembered Harry with great affection.
Ohhh diddlee dee dah-dah dee do. Daaaaah daaaah dee dah-dah dee-dee doh.